It's author is someone I respect quite a bit and the following poem actually influenced one of my recent works which, to my surprise, he praised. I hope you all enjoy.
Also, what should it's title be?
Do you remember our sweet life
When we were so young
And had in our heart no other desire
Than to be clothed and in love
When by adding your age to mine
We couldn't reach forty years between us
And, in our humble little home
Everything, even winter, seemed spring
Beautiful days
The world sat to incredible banquets
My freinds said I was eloquent, and your blouse
Had a pin that pricked me
I read a lot of Plato, but remember nothing
Better than Malbranche and Lammenais
You showed me celestial kindness
With the flower you gave me
Our gardens were a single lilac
You screened the window with your slip
I would use the cracked clay bowl
And gave you the porcelain cup
The great calamities made us laugh
Your lashes burnt your stocking lost
And the beloved portrait of divine Shakespeare
That we sold one evening for our supper
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